The therapy session became terribly exhausting for both of them.

Jisung had actually dared to talk to Marc about his panic attacks during the attempts to have sex with Minho, but somehow he didn't have the feeling that this had really helped him any further.

Marc had assured him that this simply had something to do with his trauma and that he would need time to process it, but he hadn't had any really helpful tips for him. And Jisung had not dared to tell him about Chan's idea.

For this they had talked about Jisung having to start working again and Marc had immediately agreed to accompany him during the first visit at the company. Which was at least a small advance.

Minho, on the other hand, had spent almost all the time with his therapist having rummaged in the relationship between Minho and his mother, which had been incredibly exhausting and painful for him.

Although he could also see at some points of the meeting that it actually helped him to talk about all the problems and feelings in him, it was just super exhausting.

He would have liked hide in Chan's arms and cry all the tears he had held back as a frightened, lonely boy.

When his mother had seen that he had been crying, she had beaten him up and he was sent to his room to rethink his behavior. And it didn't matter if he had cried because he had hurt himself, because he was sad and lonely or because he had a fight with his only best friend back then. Tears had been a sign of weakness for his mother and she hadn't tolerated that.

Jisung had been the first with which Minho had been able to trust him so far that he had dared to cry in front of him.

And all Jisung had done was to take him in his arms and be there for him. He had shown Minho that it was okay to show his feelings openly and that not everyone would condemn him for it. Had taken care of him and had been there for him. Had caught him as best he could. And had healed a bit of Minho's battered soul.

And even though Minho knew that it would help him in the end, he just wanted to go home and never have to talk to the therapist again.

Jisung immediately saw that Minho was not well when they met in the waiting room. Wordlessly, he pulled Minho into his arm and then they left the practice as quickly as they could.

Chan and Changbin were already waiting for them and, as so often, they drove home without detours and were all in bed together shortly afterwards.

Minho had buried his face on Jisung's shoulder and tears ran down his cheeks while he desperately tried to suppress his sobs.

"It's okay, baby... You can cry. I know how much it hurts to dig in memories from the past..." Jisung murmured, gently stroked Minho's back and kissed him on the temple.

Chan, who had cuddled on Minho's back, wrapped his arm around Minho's hip and kissed him gently on the neck.

"Ji is right Min. It's okay. We are here and we will hold you!" he said quietly and gently stroked Minho's belly.

"Each of us has dark moments, but we get through them together!" said Changbin and reached for Minho's hand.

For a while, only Minho's sobs could be heard.

But at some point his sobbing became less and finally he finally managed to take a deep breath.

"I love you guys so much!" He murmured and then finally fell asleep completely exhausted in Jisung's arms.

Jisung gently stroked his hair and then carefully detached himself from him.

He felt kind of restless. And he could understand why Minho was smoking when he didn't know what to do or couldn't handle some situations well. He would have liked to have had something himself to distract him with right now.

Sighing, he crawled off the bed and while Chan took his place and cuddled up to Minho, Changbin followed him.

For a moment he remained undecided in the living room and looked around.

"What's going on?" Changbin asked worriedly and pulled him in his arms.

Jisung leaned sadly against Changbin.

"I feel so useless... I know how exhausting and painful it is to rummage through the past and yet I can't do anything to help him..." he murmured.

"But you do help him! You are there for him and give him support and safety!" Changbin said firmly and gently stroked Jisung's back.

"I just wish I could do more than that... That I would be able to do something..." he took a deep breath and said the last words so quietly that Changbin almost didn't understand him "I'm not even able to have sex with him..."

Again, tears ran down his face.

"We... I... We... Did Minho talk to... to you about... about Chan's idea...?" Changbin finally asked quietly.

Jisung had to swallow, but finally nodded.

"I-I... if you..." Changbin took a deep breath and started the sentence all over again. "If you think that it will help you and you would like to... then... I... uhm... we can... we could try it out..."

Jisung looked at him in surprise and saw that Changbin had blushed.

"Y-you would want that..." he asked in surprise.

Changbin nodded, looked hesitantly at Jisung for a moment and then kissed him.

Being kissed by Changbin was nothing new for Jisung, but what really surprised him was the passion of the kiss.

"I always thought that something was wrong with me... that I might just feel very attracted to you, but could never explain to me why you turn me on so badly. I'm not dominant and the only time I fucked someone was a pure disaster. And from then on I just thought that I might just be a bottom. And I like it to be a bottom. But it's somehow different with you..."

"I... uhm... I would really like to try it.. but maybe not now," smiling, he bent to Changbin and kissed him gently.

"Okay... then... then let me know if you want to try it...?" Changbin said and smiled back.

Jisung nodded and kissed him again.

"Binnie, actually I thought we could do something else today. Something fun and maybe distracts Minho a bit. What do you think about it?"

Changbin smiled lovingly at him.

"You are incredibly sweet! And I think that's a wonderful idea! What were you thinking about?"

"I have no idea to be honest. But I thought we might could go out to eat together tonight."

"Maybe we'll just go to the movies? I mean then we probably have to wear masks, but we would do something different. And after that we can go out to eat"

Changbin's smile grew even wider when he saw Jisung's eyes begin to shine.

"That's a great idea!"

Jisung happily snuggled up to Changbin and felt a bit better. He knew that they would all just distract a little by it, but at least for one evening they would be busy with something else.

"Then we just have to wait for the sleepy heads to wake up," Changbin said with a grin and began to spread small kisses on Jisung's neck.

Giggling, Jisung leaned against him.

"Binnie it tickles."

"I can also do something else if you want," Changbin said teasingly, put a finger under Jisung's chin and lifted it. His lips met Jisungs with desire.

He gently bit Jisung's lower lip and the younger couldn't hold back his moaning.

Changbin also moaned and pressed himself against Jisung.

"Baby, you're driving me crazy," he murmured and gently stroked Jisung's back, down to his butt.

Jisung hesitated for a moment, but then he followed his instinct. Slowly he licked down Changbin's neck and then bit him gently.

Minho had bitten him so many times and after he had assured him about a hundred times that it was okay if he also bit him, Jisung had finally dared to bite Minho at some point and they had both noticed how much they were on it.

Even if he didn't know if Changbin liked to be bitten, it was somehow part of it for him.

And he couldn't help but grin happily when Changbin moaned again and pressed his pelvis against Jisungs.

"Keep it up, baby and you'll see where that leads to..." Changbin murmured and kissed Jisung demandingly.

Softly giggling, Jisung stroked over Changbin's arm muscles.

"I bet you could lift me up and push me against the wall while we have sex," Jisung said and grinned mischievously at the elder.

"Oh how I could do that, baby," Changbin murmured, lifting Jisung up with a jerk and pressing him against the next best wall.

Surprised, Jisung groaned.

"Does that turn you on?" Changbin asked with a grin.

Jisung bit his lower lip and nodded.

"Good. Then you know what to expect when you keep going, baby," Changbin said with a grin and kissed him longingly.

He gently dropped Jisung down and then pulled him with him into the kitchen.

"What are you up to?" Jisung asked, looking at Changbin skeptically.

"I'm hungry and we're going to cook ramen now."

"I'm not sure if this is a really good idea... Maybe we should wait until Minho or Chan are awake again," Jisung said laughing.

"All right... but I can still make a coffee, can't I?"

Jisung nodded with a smile, leaned against the kitchenette and watched him.

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